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When Chen Yu stopped cultivating, the door to his room was gently pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a handsome face slowly walked into his room.

So it turned out that the person who had come was none other than the master of the Martial Imperial Manor, Yuwen Xi.

After he finished speaking, a trace of envy actually flashed across Martial King's eyes as he said:

"On the road of martial arts, perception is very important, even surpassing talent. I hope you won't waste your perception …"

"Thank you Martial King for your reminder." Chen Yu nodded slightly.

Martial King's reminder surprised Chen Yu. He never thought that someone like Martial King would personally come to his room and wait for him outside his room after his cultivation had finished. He only came to find him to remind him not to waste his perception.

However, Chen Yu did not doubt Martial King's words.

After all, with the strength of the other party's identity, there was no need to deceive him.

In that case, the Martial King had really placed a high value on him!

This made Chen Yu feel somewhat flattered.

"Alright, as long as you know what I told you today, you shouldn't mention it to anyone else. From the looks of it, you should have a way to conceal your cultivation level. That's good. Young people should remember to be proud and show off. When your cultivation is weak, you can hide and cultivate, only then will you grow up and become a towering tree! "

The words that the Martial King said to Chen Yu were from gold and jade.

In his lifetime in Martial King, he had seen too many geniuses, too many outstanding people.

Unfortunately, with so many outstanding people, very few people were able to grow into towering trees.

Some of these people had wasted their potential, and others had died early on in the middle of their path of martial dao.

The number of geniuses who had truly reached the end could be counted on one hand.

Now, he had discovered another excellent seedling: Chen Yu.

The power of Chen Yu's comprehension was something he had never seen before in his life, which was why he gave up his identity and personally came to remind Chen Yu.

"Alright." Although Chen Yu was not clear about the true intentions of the Martial King, he still nodded.

However, Chen Yu still had some questions in his heart.

"Your Highness, I have another question in my mind, may I ask you in person?!"

However, to Chen Yu's surprise, Yuwen Xi shook his head:

"I know what you want to know, but now is not the time to tell you. When you become one of the ten heroes, and become my in-name disciple, come find me again. I will tell you all the questions in your heart!"

Soon after, Yuwen Xi smiled: "Before this, you can just stay in my residence and cultivate in peace. As for the other problems, I will help you solve them!"

With that, Yuwen Xi spoke softly outside the door: "Chen Mo, bring Chen Yu to the front of the mansion and settle the matter with Xiahou Wudi!"

Chen Yu was stunned, it was only because in front of his eyes, there was only air, and no one.

However, the Martial King obviously could not speak with the air, so …

Indeed, in the next moment, the air in front of Chen Yu's room fluctuated.

A black robed middle-aged man appeared out of thin air, came to Yuwen Xi's side, and nodded:

"Yes, Your Highness. I will take care of the Xiahou Family's matters."

With that, the black-clothed man called Chen Mo looked at Chen Yu and nodded his head: "Follow me!"

Unknowingly, when Chen Yu saw Chen Mo, he would always feel goosebumps.

Thinking about the strange scene that occurred when he appeared, Chen Yu seemed to have sensed something.

This person called Chen Mo should be a hidden killer!

Moreover, judging from the aura of the martial arts that he was emitting, he should also be a strong practitioner with transhabitat!

Think about it, a practitioner of transhabitat was already incomparably strong. Adding on a set of concealed skills, in the eyes of countless people, Chen Mo should be the same as the god of death in the darkness.

No wonder he felt chills the moment he laid eyes on Chen Mo.

Without saying a word, very quickly, Chen Yu followed Chen Mo and arrived at the front door of Martial Imperial Manor.

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place in front of the Martial Imperial Manor.

Dugu Qiuzui's ice-cold frost energy and Xiahou Wudi's tyrannical spear light caused the ground to become riddled with holes. The surrounding crowd had already retreated a hundred meters away, afraid that they would be injured by the two's overflowing frost energy.

Seeing Chen Yu's eyes, revealing a trace of confusion, Chen Mo immediately told Chen Yu the whole story.

After knowing that Dugu Qiuzui, who she had only met once, not only had helped him stop Xiahou Wudi, but she had also risked her life to engage in a life and death battle with Xiahou Wudi, a warm feeling rose in Chen Yu's heart.

There were some people who only knew one side. Perhaps they might not have said too much, or drank too little, but they could become friends of life and death, and were willing to pay the price for each other.

This was the fate between people.

Chen Yu and Dugu Qiuzui were exactly like that.

Seeing that Dugu Qiuzui was at a disadvantage, Chen Yu's eyes flashed with a stern light.

Just as Chen Yu was about to lend a hand, Chen Mo who was standing beside him slowly spoke:

"Since Martial King has entrusted this matter to me, I naturally do not need you youngsters to help me!"

With that, he stepped forward, and directly arrived in front of the main entrance of the Martial Imperial Manor.

In the next moment, Chen Mo did not say anything, he merely released his imposing manner in an instant.

A cold killing intent that was like a cold tide instantly filled the entire street.

All the people that were enveloped in the killing intent felt their hearts tremble, as if they were in endless fear.

Xiahou Wudi who was in battle felt his mind tremble even more.

Because, Chen Mo's killing intent was mainly directed at him.

"Deng deng deng deng deng!"

After forcing Dugu Qiuzui to retreat with a single spear strike, Xiahou Wudi retreated in a hurry. It was only when he was a hundred meters away from the entrance of the Martial Imperial Manor that she felt the gradually receding killing intent.